Focus On The Good

I walked to the dollar store, bought myself some chocolate and soda for couple of bucks.

Told the cashier to have a great day. Then I thought of my problems and decided I didn’t give two fucks.

Walking on the sidewalk with sweets in hand, turn my music up – banging my head.

Passing by the houses under the sunlight. Focusing on the good, I’m just happy that I’m not dead.

Watching the cars pass by as I take in the fresh air.

Peace is glowing withing my soul, everyone seems to have something to say about me – but who’s to care?

Too busy focusing on the good, letting my hair go wild in the wind as the sun shines on me.

I close my eyes to take a breath and say fuck it. Too focused on the good, too ready for destiny.

The birds in the sky, and the beautiful souls in the city further prove the everyday can always be a good day.

I don’t have to fight all the time, it’s refreshing. Focusing on the good, I guess everything is going to be okay.